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Opening my eyes after removing the thin silky blindfold my lover told me to remove, I looked around, puzzled yet excited at the same time.
Although it was difficult to see in the dimly lit room, I began to make out the shapes of different devices before noticing ropes, chains, whips, paddles and several other items – too many to take in - hanging from the walls.
We had spoken often of my fantasies of being dominated but had never acted upon them. Until now, that is. After careful perusal of the room it came to my attention we were inside a dungeon. I thought I could even make out a cage on the far side of the room. I would later learn my lover had searched exhaustingly for such an avenue so he could rent it for the evening.
Before I had the chance to exclaim the wonder I felt my lover moved behind me and inserted a gag ball in my mouth, securing it firmly with the leather straps. My body tensed and I started to shake with excitement and nervousness at the situation, wondering what he had planned for the evening.
Gathering my long blonde hair in one hand, my lover used his other to slowly caress the back of my neck before untying the simple black halter dress I had put on earlier today. As it slipped to the floor he released my hair reaching around my front to gather my ample breasts in his large hands. I moaned through the ball gag as he grabbed my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching them firmly. I stood there wearing only a lacy black thong and a pair of stilettos, sweat glistening on my body. I could feel a faint wetness coming from my pussy and I couldn’t remember a time I felt desire come upon me so strongly, so sudden. I wanted nothing more than for my lover to rip my panties off me and fuck me into oblivion.
Releasing my nipples he reaches down with one hand to grasp one of mine, slowly turning me around to face him. Not saying a word he pulls out a rope from his back pocket and wraps it tightly around one of my breasts causing me to gasp around the gag from the raw sensation of it. I was beginning to realize this would be a night of many firsts for me. My lover then takes the opposite side of the rope and wraps it around my other breast so both are bound. I glance down and notice how my usually hanging breasts are firm and standing at attention. My nipples have become hard and noticing the unspoken plea in my eyes he takes first one then the other into his mouth, playfully nipping each one before standing back to admire his handiwork.
He grabs the rope hanging between my breasts giving it a slight tug, causing me to stumble slightly as I walk behind him. When he stops I follow his lead and look above me, noticing a hook hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room. My lover smiles and the last thing I see before he places the blindfold back on me is the fierce desire in his hazel eyes. I feel my breasts lift even more, causing a sharp pain as he lifts the rope and loops it around the hook. I then feel my lover slowly caress my legs as he crouches down to take off first one, then the other of my stilettos. I am now standing on my toes, whimpering through the ball gag as the rope stretches taught around my breasts. The pain is intense and to my surprise I feel my thongs become drenched from the creamy juices my pussy expels. I moan around the gag, my body swaying slightly and it’s everything I can do to stay on my toes.
My lover then takes both my hands, bringing them behind me and secures them with more rope. I stand there still swaying slightly, whimpering around the ball gag for what seems like eternity until I feel my lover caress the fabric of the back of my thong before tugging it away from my skin, causing the front of the thong to lodge between the now soaked lips of my pussy. I hear the sharp inhalation of his breath before a strangled “Fuck” is released on the exhale. I feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing he is as aroused as I am.
I jerk when I feel his teeth biting my mound through my thong before he impatiently yanks them down my legs leaving them in a puddle around the ball of my feet. I hear him moan as his finger softly caresses my lips before slipping inside, coating it with my juices. Bouncing on one foot and then another, the rope becoming even tighter around my breasts I moan around the gag, lost in a sensation I cannot possibly describe. The gag catches my scream as he inserts yet another finger and my pussy pulses around both as an orgasm rips through my body. My breasts are on fire at this point and I can feel the tears rolling down my checks as they slip from my eyes.
My lover groans and starts fucking my pussy furiously with his two fingers while his thumb rubs my swollen clit and his pinkie bounces on my anus. Writhing in pleasure my hips start bucking against his hand, my head thrown back, the pain in my breasts now so intense to almost be numb. Never in my wildest imagination could I have predicted the sensations coursing through my body. The combination of the pain pleasure as my body explodes with another orgasm. My scream is contained within my mouth from the ball gag and I almost choke on it. I feel the warmth of my juices running down my legs as my lover causes me to squirt right before I feel his mouth close around my clit, pulling it in as his tongues swirls around it, the roughness of his beard on my inner thighs. I am practically swaying from the rope now and I can feel it dig even more into my skin. I revel in the thought of how the rope burns will look on my alabaster skin and without warning another orgasm rips through me as I feel my lover insert his pinkie into my ass.
I feel bereft as his mouth leaves my clit, as his fingers are pulled out from my drenched pussy and ass. I can feel my juices on the floor at my feet and wish with all my might I could see the expression on my lover’s face. I feel him release the rope from the hook and I would have dropped to my knees if he hadn’t still been holding onto the rope. The rope tugs at my breasts as he walks forward and I can do nothing else but follow him blindly, leaving my thongs behind and trusting him to not lead me into a wall or one of the several posts I noticed earlier.
Telling me to stop, I realized for the first time that other than his strangled “Fuck” my lover hadn’t said anything to me. I shivered from the implications of this fact and wondered briefly where my loving partner had gone. Gone tonight was the gentle lover I had known for the past couple of months. In his place was a different man, someone wild and untamed and capable of bringing me pain and pleasure I had never imagined.
My thoughts were interrupted as I felt him remove the rope that had secured my hands before turning me around and lifting me up onto what I could only conceive was a table. My lover then secured both my ankles to the legs with more rope before slowly pushing me back onto the table. I realized then it was more of a bench as my head hung from the other end. Taking my hands in his he places them on my still bound breasts, ordering me to squeeze and caress them. I do so, marveling at how firm and tight they feel. The pain from before is only a dull ache now. Suddenly he removes my hands and replaces them with his own. I hear him groaning once again as he kneads them roughly before drawing each nipple into his mouth, biting them, licking them. My lover grabs one of my hands and brings it to his crotch. I feel his cock straining against his pants and I long to release it. He steps back and walks to the front of the bench where I had been struggling to keep my head up.
I feel him take off the blindfold and it takes me a minute or two for my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting in the room. I tilt my head back and see my lover standing there, arms behind his back, a sexy as fuck smile on his face, and a twinkle in those hazel eyes of his. He pushes towards my face, pressing his crotch against the ball gag and says, “That definitely has to go.” As soon as he takes off the gag I reach behind me desperately straining to grab the zipper containing his monster cock. I cry out as he slaps one of my bound breasts before stepping back out of my eyesight.
He is gone for only a moment and when he returns I notice him holding a large purple dildo. It had to be at least 12” long and as thick as my lover’s wrist. I had always joked with him about how he had turned me into a size queen but now, seeing this monster dildo, I was frightened for the first time since he brought me into this dungeon. His cock was a monster itself but nowhere near as big as the purple monstrosity he held in his hand.
He placed it on the floor between my legs before coming back at the head of the table. “That will be put to use later. Right now I have something else in mind.” Leaning down he kisses me, the first one of the evening and I sigh into it in relief, telling myself that my gentle lover was still here. Standing up and stepping back it unbuttons and unzips his jeans, pulling them as well as his blue boxer briefs down, revealing his cock I had grown to love and desire more than was normal.
“Please” I manage to say as he walks toward me, swaying his hips back and forth, teasing me. He grabs his cock in one hand placing it on my face. My eyes close and I moan in ecstasy before running my tongue on his hard shaft. My lover grabs each side of my face before pulling back then pushing his large mushroom head between my lips. I take it in greedily swirling my tongue along the under ridge of his head, my favorite part of his beautiful cock. His grip on my head becomes tighter as he slowly started pumping his cock in my mouth. I barely catch a breath when he shoves it in roughly straining to push past the barrier of my throat clenching. Groaning he tells me to relax my throat. Easier said than done I think to myself as he pushes into my throat once again. I grab the sides of the bench trying not cough, struggling to catch my breath while saliva coats his cock and slips pasts my lips wetting my face. My eyes fill with tears and I can barely breathe but this stranger who has taken over my lover’s body doesn’t seem to care. His hips are pumping faster now as he thrusts his cock even further into my throat and my arms come up of their own accord reaching back to stop him as I continue to struggle for breath. Snapping out of the trance he was in he pulls out allowing me to take in a few deep breaths of air. I can only imagine what I look like at this time: tears streaming down my cheeks, saliva dripping from my lips, snot dripping from my nose.
Pulling his boxers and pants over his still swollen cock my lover comes around the sides of the bench and proceeds to tie my arms down where I can’t move at all. Before I can protest I feel his hand on my mound, his fingers caressing my clit eliciting a deep moan from my inner core. I am instantly wet once again and he places not two or even three but four of his massive fingers into my pussy rotating them in a way that every inch in being caressed, every nerve ending is on fire. He then curves his fingers into my g-spot and I am undone. Screaming his name I feel the wetness build up inside of me until a jet stream of pussy juices explode into the air. Never before had I squirted like this and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take.
This question was answered as my lover reached down and grabbed the purple dildo, inserting it into my still pulsing pussy without any resistance at all. I am straining against the ropes as he fucks me with wild abandon, bouncing the purple monstrosity against my cervix and I am simultaneously awed and frightened by how the pain increases my wanton desire. I twist my head from side to side, a****listic screams tearing from my throat. An orgasm so intense it causes me to lift my ass off the bench even while restrained, tears through me, and I know in that instant nothing will ever be the same between us.
Exhausted I let my head hang off the bench, no longer do I have to strength to remotely lift it up. This was the moment he was waiting for, this stranger I didn’t know, this wild man who had been hidden from me for the past two months. Coming around where my head was my lover once again let his pants and boxes fall, only this time he took them completely off. Standing there in only his t-shirt, socks and shoes with his cock thrust proudly in front of him he looked like a god or demon from old. I lay there on that bench, helpless, knowing what was coming and whimpered.
“You will take my cock down your throat if you know what’s good for you,” he utters in a voice I do not recognize. I swallow hard before acknowledging what he said. I wet my lips and open my mouth to receive his cock. He slowly pushes in, giving me time to acclimate, giving me time to work up the saliva I will need to perform this task. All too soon he becomes impatient and starts fucking my mouth faster and harder until without a warning his cock slips past the barrier and I feel it deep in my throat. With a guttural grown he reaches for my breasts pressing his cock even further in. I struggle with my breath but unlike before I can’t try to push him off as my arms are restrained. I force myself to relax, to lean my head in a way to give him better access. Squeezing my breasts harder than I thought possible he clenches out “Fuck” as he furiously fucks my throat. I feel ready to pass out from the lack of oxygen and swear I see stars when he stiffens and I feel his hot salty cum spurt down my throat. He stands there for a moment longer still gripping my breasts. At last he pulls out and I gasp for air as if I had been drowning.
Everything is quiet as he dresses himself and proceeds to release my arms and legs from the ropes. He does this slowly, lovingly, pressing tender kisses where the ropes were. Helping me sit up and then stand, my lover looks me in the eyes, leaning down to kiss me, deeply and tenderly before removing my purple swollen breasts from their bounds. The pain is exquisite and I know I will never be able to have normal sex again.
He walks over and grabs my stilettos, thongs and dress and tells me to get dressed. I do so, glancing at him periodically. When I am finished he takes my hand and leads me out to his car. I turn to him to say something when we are settled inside but he shakes his head and places his hand between my legs. Moaning I open them up, amazed at how quickly my body is ready once again for his administrations. He leans over and kisses me all the while gently stroking my wet pussy and clit. It’s not long before another, albeit smaller orgasm than the ones earlier courses through my body. I feel his mouth turn into a smile as I moan into his mouth. He pulls back, looks at me and states, “I am no longer your gentle lover, I am now your Master.”
Although it was difficult to see in the dimly lit room, I began to make out the shapes of different devices before noticing ropes, chains, whips, paddles and several other items – too many to take in - hanging from the walls.
We had spoken often of my fantasies of being dominated but had never acted upon them. Until now, that is. After careful perusal of the room it came to my attention we were inside a dungeon. I thought I could even make out a cage on the far side of the room. I would later learn my lover had searched exhaustingly for such an avenue so he could rent it for the evening.
Before I had the chance to exclaim the wonder I felt my lover moved behind me and inserted a gag ball in my mouth, securing it firmly with the leather straps. My body tensed and I started to shake with excitement and nervousness at the situation, wondering what he had planned for the evening.
Gathering my long blonde hair in one hand, my lover used his other to slowly caress the back of my neck before untying the simple black halter dress I had put on earlier today. As it slipped to the floor he released my hair reaching around my front to gather my ample breasts in his large hands. I moaned through the ball gag as he grabbed my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching them firmly. I stood there wearing only a lacy black thong and a pair of stilettos, sweat glistening on my body. I could feel a faint wetness coming from my pussy and I couldn’t remember a time I felt desire come upon me so strongly, so sudden. I wanted nothing more than for my lover to rip my panties off me and fuck me into oblivion.
Releasing my nipples he reaches down with one hand to grasp one of mine, slowly turning me around to face him. Not saying a word he pulls out a rope from his back pocket and wraps it tightly around one of my breasts causing me to gasp around the gag from the raw sensation of it. I was beginning to realize this would be a night of many firsts for me. My lover then takes the opposite side of the rope and wraps it around my other breast so both are bound. I glance down and notice how my usually hanging breasts are firm and standing at attention. My nipples have become hard and noticing the unspoken plea in my eyes he takes first one then the other into his mouth, playfully nipping each one before standing back to admire his handiwork.
He grabs the rope hanging between my breasts giving it a slight tug, causing me to stumble slightly as I walk behind him. When he stops I follow his lead and look above me, noticing a hook hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room. My lover smiles and the last thing I see before he places the blindfold back on me is the fierce desire in his hazel eyes. I feel my breasts lift even more, causing a sharp pain as he lifts the rope and loops it around the hook. I then feel my lover slowly caress my legs as he crouches down to take off first one, then the other of my stilettos. I am now standing on my toes, whimpering through the ball gag as the rope stretches taught around my breasts. The pain is intense and to my surprise I feel my thongs become drenched from the creamy juices my pussy expels. I moan around the gag, my body swaying slightly and it’s everything I can do to stay on my toes.
My lover then takes both my hands, bringing them behind me and secures them with more rope. I stand there still swaying slightly, whimpering around the ball gag for what seems like eternity until I feel my lover caress the fabric of the back of my thong before tugging it away from my skin, causing the front of the thong to lodge between the now soaked lips of my pussy. I hear the sharp inhalation of his breath before a strangled “Fuck” is released on the exhale. I feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing he is as aroused as I am.
I jerk when I feel his teeth biting my mound through my thong before he impatiently yanks them down my legs leaving them in a puddle around the ball of my feet. I hear him moan as his finger softly caresses my lips before slipping inside, coating it with my juices. Bouncing on one foot and then another, the rope becoming even tighter around my breasts I moan around the gag, lost in a sensation I cannot possibly describe. The gag catches my scream as he inserts yet another finger and my pussy pulses around both as an orgasm rips through my body. My breasts are on fire at this point and I can feel the tears rolling down my checks as they slip from my eyes.
My lover groans and starts fucking my pussy furiously with his two fingers while his thumb rubs my swollen clit and his pinkie bounces on my anus. Writhing in pleasure my hips start bucking against his hand, my head thrown back, the pain in my breasts now so intense to almost be numb. Never in my wildest imagination could I have predicted the sensations coursing through my body. The combination of the pain pleasure as my body explodes with another orgasm. My scream is contained within my mouth from the ball gag and I almost choke on it. I feel the warmth of my juices running down my legs as my lover causes me to squirt right before I feel his mouth close around my clit, pulling it in as his tongues swirls around it, the roughness of his beard on my inner thighs. I am practically swaying from the rope now and I can feel it dig even more into my skin. I revel in the thought of how the rope burns will look on my alabaster skin and without warning another orgasm rips through me as I feel my lover insert his pinkie into my ass.
I feel bereft as his mouth leaves my clit, as his fingers are pulled out from my drenched pussy and ass. I can feel my juices on the floor at my feet and wish with all my might I could see the expression on my lover’s face. I feel him release the rope from the hook and I would have dropped to my knees if he hadn’t still been holding onto the rope. The rope tugs at my breasts as he walks forward and I can do nothing else but follow him blindly, leaving my thongs behind and trusting him to not lead me into a wall or one of the several posts I noticed earlier.
Telling me to stop, I realized for the first time that other than his strangled “Fuck” my lover hadn’t said anything to me. I shivered from the implications of this fact and wondered briefly where my loving partner had gone. Gone tonight was the gentle lover I had known for the past couple of months. In his place was a different man, someone wild and untamed and capable of bringing me pain and pleasure I had never imagined.
My thoughts were interrupted as I felt him remove the rope that had secured my hands before turning me around and lifting me up onto what I could only conceive was a table. My lover then secured both my ankles to the legs with more rope before slowly pushing me back onto the table. I realized then it was more of a bench as my head hung from the other end. Taking my hands in his he places them on my still bound breasts, ordering me to squeeze and caress them. I do so, marveling at how firm and tight they feel. The pain from before is only a dull ache now. Suddenly he removes my hands and replaces them with his own. I hear him groaning once again as he kneads them roughly before drawing each nipple into his mouth, biting them, licking them. My lover grabs one of my hands and brings it to his crotch. I feel his cock straining against his pants and I long to release it. He steps back and walks to the front of the bench where I had been struggling to keep my head up.
I feel him take off the blindfold and it takes me a minute or two for my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting in the room. I tilt my head back and see my lover standing there, arms behind his back, a sexy as fuck smile on his face, and a twinkle in those hazel eyes of his. He pushes towards my face, pressing his crotch against the ball gag and says, “That definitely has to go.” As soon as he takes off the gag I reach behind me desperately straining to grab the zipper containing his monster cock. I cry out as he slaps one of my bound breasts before stepping back out of my eyesight.
He is gone for only a moment and when he returns I notice him holding a large purple dildo. It had to be at least 12” long and as thick as my lover’s wrist. I had always joked with him about how he had turned me into a size queen but now, seeing this monster dildo, I was frightened for the first time since he brought me into this dungeon. His cock was a monster itself but nowhere near as big as the purple monstrosity he held in his hand.
He placed it on the floor between my legs before coming back at the head of the table. “That will be put to use later. Right now I have something else in mind.” Leaning down he kisses me, the first one of the evening and I sigh into it in relief, telling myself that my gentle lover was still here. Standing up and stepping back it unbuttons and unzips his jeans, pulling them as well as his blue boxer briefs down, revealing his cock I had grown to love and desire more than was normal.
“Please” I manage to say as he walks toward me, swaying his hips back and forth, teasing me. He grabs his cock in one hand placing it on my face. My eyes close and I moan in ecstasy before running my tongue on his hard shaft. My lover grabs each side of my face before pulling back then pushing his large mushroom head between my lips. I take it in greedily swirling my tongue along the under ridge of his head, my favorite part of his beautiful cock. His grip on my head becomes tighter as he slowly started pumping his cock in my mouth. I barely catch a breath when he shoves it in roughly straining to push past the barrier of my throat clenching. Groaning he tells me to relax my throat. Easier said than done I think to myself as he pushes into my throat once again. I grab the sides of the bench trying not cough, struggling to catch my breath while saliva coats his cock and slips pasts my lips wetting my face. My eyes fill with tears and I can barely breathe but this stranger who has taken over my lover’s body doesn’t seem to care. His hips are pumping faster now as he thrusts his cock even further into my throat and my arms come up of their own accord reaching back to stop him as I continue to struggle for breath. Snapping out of the trance he was in he pulls out allowing me to take in a few deep breaths of air. I can only imagine what I look like at this time: tears streaming down my cheeks, saliva dripping from my lips, snot dripping from my nose.
Pulling his boxers and pants over his still swollen cock my lover comes around the sides of the bench and proceeds to tie my arms down where I can’t move at all. Before I can protest I feel his hand on my mound, his fingers caressing my clit eliciting a deep moan from my inner core. I am instantly wet once again and he places not two or even three but four of his massive fingers into my pussy rotating them in a way that every inch in being caressed, every nerve ending is on fire. He then curves his fingers into my g-spot and I am undone. Screaming his name I feel the wetness build up inside of me until a jet stream of pussy juices explode into the air. Never before had I squirted like this and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take.
This question was answered as my lover reached down and grabbed the purple dildo, inserting it into my still pulsing pussy without any resistance at all. I am straining against the ropes as he fucks me with wild abandon, bouncing the purple monstrosity against my cervix and I am simultaneously awed and frightened by how the pain increases my wanton desire. I twist my head from side to side, a****listic screams tearing from my throat. An orgasm so intense it causes me to lift my ass off the bench even while restrained, tears through me, and I know in that instant nothing will ever be the same between us.
Exhausted I let my head hang off the bench, no longer do I have to strength to remotely lift it up. This was the moment he was waiting for, this stranger I didn’t know, this wild man who had been hidden from me for the past two months. Coming around where my head was my lover once again let his pants and boxes fall, only this time he took them completely off. Standing there in only his t-shirt, socks and shoes with his cock thrust proudly in front of him he looked like a god or demon from old. I lay there on that bench, helpless, knowing what was coming and whimpered.
“You will take my cock down your throat if you know what’s good for you,” he utters in a voice I do not recognize. I swallow hard before acknowledging what he said. I wet my lips and open my mouth to receive his cock. He slowly pushes in, giving me time to acclimate, giving me time to work up the saliva I will need to perform this task. All too soon he becomes impatient and starts fucking my mouth faster and harder until without a warning his cock slips past the barrier and I feel it deep in my throat. With a guttural grown he reaches for my breasts pressing his cock even further in. I struggle with my breath but unlike before I can’t try to push him off as my arms are restrained. I force myself to relax, to lean my head in a way to give him better access. Squeezing my breasts harder than I thought possible he clenches out “Fuck” as he furiously fucks my throat. I feel ready to pass out from the lack of oxygen and swear I see stars when he stiffens and I feel his hot salty cum spurt down my throat. He stands there for a moment longer still gripping my breasts. At last he pulls out and I gasp for air as if I had been drowning.
Everything is quiet as he dresses himself and proceeds to release my arms and legs from the ropes. He does this slowly, lovingly, pressing tender kisses where the ropes were. Helping me sit up and then stand, my lover looks me in the eyes, leaning down to kiss me, deeply and tenderly before removing my purple swollen breasts from their bounds. The pain is exquisite and I know I will never be able to have normal sex again.
He walks over and grabs my stilettos, thongs and dress and tells me to get dressed. I do so, glancing at him periodically. When I am finished he takes my hand and leads me out to his car. I turn to him to say something when we are settled inside but he shakes his head and places his hand between my legs. Moaning I open them up, amazed at how quickly my body is ready once again for his administrations. He leans over and kisses me all the while gently stroking my wet pussy and clit. It’s not long before another, albeit smaller orgasm than the ones earlier courses through my body. I feel his mouth turn into a smile as I moan into his mouth. He pulls back, looks at me and states, “I am no longer your gentle lover, I am now your Master.”
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